"Are there any Taoist friends who have gone to the Shangyuan Immortal Mansion, just get on the boat and leave!"

"Yin Feng Valley, is anyone going to Yin Feng Valley?"

"The Taoist friends who didn't get on the boat are hurrying and will start the boat immediately......"

Two monks with the word "boat" embroidered on their robes and wooden plaques in their hands shouted loudly.

This familiar scene made Zhao Lin in a trance, as if he had returned to the situation of riding a van in his previous life.

"Where is Daoyou going?"

Seeing Zhao Lin looking over, a dark-skinned monk asked.

"How much does it cost to go to the Valley of the Wind?"

Zhao Lin glanced at the Lingzhou parked on the dock and asked.

"Three hundred spirit coins."

The black-faced monk held out three fingers.

"How much?"

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked again.

The black-faced monk smiled, "Three hundred spirit coins for one, the price is fair, and Tong Su is not bullied." ”

"Tong Su is not bullied?"

Zhao Lin was almost angry, is this how Tong Suo Wubuli is used?

Said patiently: "I came from Shangyuan County, and I only received fifty spirit coins for more than a thousand miles, and I went to Yin Wind Valley for only more than two hundred miles, and I received three hundred spirit coins?" ”

The black-faced monk still had a smile on his face, "Three hundred spirit coins are not much, the yin qi of the Yin Wind Valley is too heavy, and it costs a lot of spirit stones to fly the spirit boat, so it is naturally more expensive than elsewhere." ”

"This is the first time I've heard of it."

Zhao Lin finally understood why the two monks before were so angry, this boat post was too dark, relying on the scarcity, sitting on the ground and raising the price.

It is said that poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, and it seems that the same is true of the immortal cultivation world.

"Thirty gone?"

"Isn't Daoist Mo a pastime?"

The black-faced monk put away his smile and turned cold in his tone, "There is only one boat post within a radius of three hundred miles, and if you don't sit, you can only walk." ”

Zhao Lin turned his head and left, and his heart said that he had taken this trip to the spirit boat of three hundred spirit coins, and it would be a problem for him to even go back.

Although there are still dozens of spirit stones on his body, they are used to replenish spiritual power in the small world, and they cannot be used at will.

And the boat post is clearly slaughtering people, and he doesn't sit if he has money.

The black-faced monk's face changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said: "Fellow Daoist, don't look at the fact that there are only more than two hundred miles of land, and there are poor mountains and bad rivers along the way, and the road is not easy to walk!" ”

"Thanks for the reminder."

Zhao Lin didn't go back to the tunnel.

If you don't take a spiritual boat, you can only trek on foot.

He walked into the market and walked around, and saw a shop selling a map of Xiniuzhou, so he asked the guy in the store: "How much is a map?" ”

There was only one guy in the store, who was in a daze on the counter, and when he saw Zhao Lin walking in, he quickly straightened up and replied, "Return to the guest officer, a spirit coin." ”

Zhao Lin took two spirit coins and gave them to the other party, "Ask you about something." ”

The man's face was happy, and he put away the spirit coin and said, "Guest officer, you said." ”

"Is there really a bandit cultivator in Yin Wind Valley?"

"Yes, several lone monks have been robbed in the past six months."

Zhao Lin frowned, "Does the county care?" ”

The guy shook his head, "It's not that it doesn't matter, we only have more than two hundred monks in Qiuyang County in total, most of them are engaged in raising yin scorpions, and there are less than ten people in the Patrol Hall, so there are not enough people." ”

"Moreover, these two bandits only robbed, not killed, and it was inconvenient to mobilize guards from other counties. The patrol hall searched several times, but no one was found, so a reward notice was posted. ”

"I see."

Zhao Lin nodded, probably understood.

There are more than 100,000 monks in the Chenghua Sect, and it is inevitable that there will be traitors and criminals, and because of the vast area, there are also monks from other sects or scattered cultivators who come to fight the autumn wind.

"Sure enough, there are bandits who are haunted, but since they have come out to do the task, they can't be timid, and if you want to be comfortable, you might as well stay in the Lingdao Academy."

Zhao Lin left the store and went straight to the northwest.

It's morning, and if you're fast, you'll be able to reach Windy Valley before dark.

The two monks who were soliciting guests in front of the Lingzhou looked at Zhao Lin's back and watched him leave.

The monk on the left said, "This kid is very stubborn, I thought he would come back." ”

The black-faced monk snorted, "A little third-layer Qi refining cultivator dares to go on the road alone. If he is reluctant to give up three hundred spirit coins, it will only make him pay a greater price! ”

The monk on the left lowered his voice and said, "Are you going to ......?"

The black-faced monk nodded, "You are keeping an eye here, I will inform Song Laosan that a fat sheep has come to the door!" ”

After speaking, he left the boat, went around to the other side of the hillside, looked left and right for a while, made sure that there was no one around, and took out a gray-white talisman from his arms.

The black-faced monk quickly wrote a line on it with charcoal, then reached out and slapped it, injecting mana into the talisman.

The talisman shook with the wind, and it automatically rolled into a cylinder, like an arrow off the string, and flew straight towards the direction of Yin Wind Valley.

The black-faced monk smiled coldly and said to himself, "I want to see if you want money or death!" ”

Zhao Lin was holding the map at the moment and rushed to the Yin Wind Valley.

He had an extra mind, and instead of following the route on the map, he would rather take more detours to avoid bandits.

"The two monks who left angrily just now must also be on foot, do you want to catch up and walk with them?"

This thought flashed in his heart, and he was immediately vetoed by Zhao Lin.

I was a newcomer, and I didn't know what the two people were like.

If you think about the worst, if they are all the way with the bandits, wouldn't they be caught in the net if they find the door by themselves?

Zhao Lin unfolded his body and walked through the mountains and forests, while emitting ultrasonic waves to listen to the surrounding movements.

When the cultivation reached the third level of qi refining, the divine sense could reach thirty zhang, but the echolocation detection distance was farther, more than one hundred zhang, which was more reliable in comparison.

It's just that the mountains are high and dense, and the terrain is complex, which has a certain effect on ultrasound, but it will also hinder the divine sense.

As the journey progressed, the mountains gradually became steeper, and the trees became taller and denser.

Zhao Lin did not move forward at full speed to ensure that in case of danger, he could react in time.

His own cultivation is only three levels of qi refining, don't talk about bandit cultivation, ordinary monks are easy to think crookedly when they meet it.

When he climbed over a hill and passed a valley, Zhao Lin's face suddenly changed, he stopped, and took out the iron ruler on his waist and held it in his hand.

The ultrasound released just now seemed to hear a slight movement, and something was probing the brain behind a large tree.

There was silence in the mountains and forests, Zhao Lin observed for a moment, and suddenly pulled out his legs and ran in the opposite direction.

Regardless of whether there is anyone in front of you, dodge first, with your own speed, unless you meet a master of the Foundation Building Realm, it is difficult for anyone to catch up with you.

"Stop, as long as money, don't die."

Zhao Lin moved, and a person turned out from behind a big tree in front of him, with violent eyes and protruding teeth, and his appearance was extremely ugly, which was seven points similar to the portrait of the bandit on the wanted warrant.

Holding the tip of a half-halberd in his hand, the Storm-Eyed Monk threatened loudly, "If I run again, I'll have a magic weapon." ”

Zhao Lin didn't hear it, and quickly swept towards a bamboo forest, but he only ran a dozen steps before stopping and slowly retreating.

Out of the bamboo forest came a handsome monk, wearing a blue satin robe, holding a folding fan, his attitude was chic, but there was a yin owl between his eyebrows.

The two of them went one after the other, blocking Zhao Lin in the middle.

(End of chapter)